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3 years later.
Thursday, February 28, 2008 12:00 PM

Today marks the third year that I have been blogging. And what a good number coz its my 444th. It has been…I don’t know what word to use here. So anyway I was reading through the entries that I have made and realize that I have forgotten that all those things I blog about did happen.

For example, I had forgotten that I almost got into a relationship with a guy who lives in the UAE. Like how absurd is that?

Then there was this entry that threw me back to what has been happening in my life. I was angry with a certain friend and had lashed out my anger in that entry. At the end of that I wrote “I remember you asking me if this friendship will turn out into something more and I told you that it would never be. I didn’t regret saying that. But the last time I said ‘never’, it turns back against me and I end up having a miserable time of my life. So never say never”. I still have mot learn my lesson. Along the way I realized that there were quite a number of entries about him. I have made a resolution to stop. I promise!

Back in September 2005, I did an entry on my first job and it is quite hilarious. I only remembered getting bored!

Then I got flashbacks of my days in the dentist’s room every single Saturday to get my braces fixed. I realize that I do not have a picture of my braced teeth. What a waste!

I haven’t quite learned to carefully mince my words before I furiously type an entry. However I do made some improvement in my writing. Sometimes things just can’t be changed. Sometimes people just don’t change.

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